Quotes About Demigod

Around the hero everything turns into a tragedy, around the demigod, a satyr-play, and around God--what? perhaps a "world"?

You're a Demigod Percy, half god and half mortal!

Percy looked at Coach Hedge and Frank. "A trap?" "Probably," Frank said. "She's not mortal," Hedge said, sniffing the air. "Probably some kind of goat-eating, demigod-destroying fiend from Tartarus." "No doubt," Percy agreed. "Awesome." Hedge grinned. "Let's go.

He slung off his backpack. He'd managed to grab a lot of supplies at the Napa Bargain Mart: a portable GPS, duct tape, lighter, superglue, water bottle, camping roll, a Comfy Panda Pillow Pet (as seen on TV), and a Swiss army knife—pretty much every tool a modern demigod could want.

Maybe love was no match for ice...but Piper had used it to wake a metal dragon. Mortals did superhuman feats in the name of love all the time. Mothers lifted cars to save their children. And Piper was more than just a mortal. She was a demigod. A hero. The ice melted on her blade. Her arm steamed under Khione's grip. 'Still underestimating me,' Piper told the goddess. 'You really need to work on that.

I pulled out Riptide.

When a demigod like me comes around, bad things happen. Really bad.-Leo Maybe it's the other way around, Jason suggested. Maybe people with special gifts show up when bad things are happening because that's when they're needed most.

My girlfriend: sophomore honors student, demigod, and—oh, yeah—head architect for redesigning the palace of the gods on Mount Olympus in her spare time.

You're a Demigod Percy, half god and half mortal!

Now, as far as I knew, he (Luke) was still sailing around on his demon-infested cruise ship while the chopped-up Lord Kronos re-formed, bit by bit, in a golden sarcophagus, biding his time until he had enough power to challenge the Olympian gods. In demigod-speak, we call this a "problem." - Percy, 'The Battle of the Labyrinth

It is true I do not like fire. But Leo Valdez's flames are not strong enough to trouble me. Somewhere behind Hazel, a soft, lyrical voice said, What about my flames, old friend? You, he said from Percy's mouth. Me, Hecate agreed. It has been millennia since I fought at the side of a demigod. What do you say? Shall we play with fire?

I was flying right toward him (the pig) at the speed of demigod-smashing.

Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon…probably the demigod Hazel admired most. He'd saved her life so many times on their quest to Alaska; but when he had needed Hazel's help in Rome, she'd failed him. She'd watched, powerless, as he and Annabeth had plunged into that pit.

I kissed her, because 1) when you're a demigod going into battle, every kiss might be your last, and 2) I like kissing her.

Nico grit his teeth. "Demigod blood. The blood of Olympus.

Nico twisted his silver skull ring. "Percy is the most powerful demigod I've ever met. No offense to you guys, but it's true. If anybody can survive, he will, especially if he's got Annabeth at his side. They're going to find a way through Tartarus.

Now…I live and breathe weirdness. It goes with the territory when you're a demigod. But there are still moments when I do a mental double take: like when I'm flying upward inside a giant glowing vulture, flapping my arms to control make-believe wings, holding an almost-immortal magician in my talons…all so I can steal his hat.

For a while, the story of Luka Doncic seemed like a myth: the tale of a blond basketball demigod with supernatural mental and physical powers, a 6-foot-8 Slovenian teenager whose name was whispered only in the nerdiest corners of the NBA internet.

My particular demigod is the Sonics point guard Gary Payton, who is one of the most notorious trash-talkers in the National Basketball Association. He's not really bad. He's only pretend bad - I know that - but he allows me to fantasize about being bad.

Percy is the most powerful demigod I've ever met. No offense to you guys but it's true.

In the hands of the discoverer, medicine becomes a heroic art . . wherever life is dear he is a demigod.

Everything in proximity to the hero becomes tragedy; everything in proximity to the demigod becomes satyr-play; and everything in proximity to God becomes...what? world perhaps?

Around the hero everything becomes a tragedy; around the demigod everything becomes a satyr-play; and around God everything becomes — what? perhaps a 'world'?

What's so funny? (Astrid) I'm just thinking, here I am a slave who touched a star who then made him a demigod. I have to be the luckiest bastard who ever lived. (Zarek)